I Outworked the Entire Cultivation World

Chapter 483: Chapter 437: Setting Out Again (March Bonus Chapter 1)

Iron Palm Mountain has not returned to its former state; the entire mountain collapsed largely during the great battle. It is full of ruins, and reconstruction is ongoing everywhere, with far fewer people around, displaying utter desolation.

It’s afternoon, and Yi Zhanying waits by the mountain path outside the forbidden area. Half a month has passed, and her temples have sprouted a few strands of grey hair, with exhaustion written all over her face.

”What do you seek me for?”

Jiang Yuebai arrives by controlling the sky and slowly lands.

Yi Zhanying looks up and, upon seeing Jiang Yuebai’s restored appearance, momentarily freezes, then smiles and says, ”You are truly beautiful.”

Yi Zhanying has an innate arrogance and, even though Jiang Yuebai’s cultivation is higher than hers, she is unwilling to bow and scrape at this moment, still maintaining an equal footing as before.

Jiang Yuebai doesn’t mind, accepting the compliment gracefully, ”I think so too.”

Yi Zhanying’s lips curve slightly upward, ”I’m here to express my gratitude, thank you for returning my cultivation technique and helping me deter threats inside and outside.”

Jiang Yuebai looks at Yi Zhanying, and softly asks, ”Do you not resent us because of your brother’s issue?”

Yi Zhanying shakes her head, ”I despise him even more than you do. Years ago, he forced me to marry Ning Heng, whom he meticulously selected. I was reluctant initially, but later yielded under his repeated persuasion and threats. I expected misery, yet Ning Heng treated me exceptionally well.”

”Ning Heng truly respected me from the bottom of his heart, treating me like a fellow cultivator. We trained together, practiced martial arts together, and traveled together. During sparring, he never deliberately let me win; if he defeated me, and I got upset, he would patiently coax me and then review the battle with me.”

”To me, Ning Heng was both a mentor and friend, both brother and husband. It was from him that I learned that genuine kindness isn’t like Yi Zhengyang’s degrading taming, not belittling me and then claiming only he would treat me well.”

”Sadly, I underestimated Yi Zhengyang’s malice. He initially cultivated Ning Heng to eventually devour his Golden Core Spiritual Energy and advance to the Late-Stage Golden Core after Ning Heng’s Core Formation! On the day Ning Heng died, the sibling bond between Yi Zhengyang and me was severed. His greatest mistake was not eradicating the grass and roots by also killing me.”

Yi Zhanying’s eyes redden, harboring an unshakeable lingering hatred, calming her emotions with a deep breath.

”I’m sorry for involving you in these unrelated matters. In short, I do not hate you for destroying Iron Palm Sect. If you hadn’t gravely injured Yi Zhengyang, I wouldn’t even have the chance to kill him myself. Therefore, Zhanying thanks you deeply, Mr. Xie!”

Yi Zhanying bows, and Jiang Yuebai hurriedly supports her arm.

”I gravely injured Yi Zhengyang for myself, not for you, so there’s no need to thank me.”

Yi Zhanying musters a slight smile and stands straight, ”I know you will soon leave. I wish you a safe journey. No matter how long the Iron Palm Realm can endure, I will strive until the last moment, hoping one day to meet you again in another realm.”

Jiang Yuebai takes out a prepared storage bag and hands it to Yi Zhanying.

”In the past half-month, I have found the direction to repair the Two Realms Transmission Array, but thirty-seven array maps still need verification attempts, one of which must be correct.”

Yi Zhanying’s pupils widen in disbelief as she looks at Jiang Yuebai. ”You can repair the Transmission Array?”

Jiang Yuebai lifts Yi Zhanying’s hand and presses the storage bag into her palm.

”These thirty-seven attempts now rely on you, and inside are Star Meteorite Iron sufficient for forty uses. Remember, the foundation under the Great Array is very fragile; only one attempt per seven days, don’t rush.”

Yi Zhanying clenches the storage bag, trembling uncontrollably. This is hope for leaving the Iron Palm Realm, hope for all cultivators in this realm to survive!

”You...”

Yi Zhanying doesn’t know what to say. Words of thanks seem too feeble.

Jiang Yuebai beams, ”It’s just a small effort on my part. If my calculations are wrong and I fail to repair it, just don’t blame me for giving you false hope. If it didn’t take so much time, worrying that the elders of my sect couldn’t find us, I would have stayed to repair it before leaving.”

Yi Zhanying shakes her head vigorously, ”This is enough, already enough. If it really doesn’t work, that’s our fate.”

”What fate? Didn’t you just say you’d struggle to the end? Don’t believe in fate; the Heavenly Dao loves to bully those who accept fate.”

Yi Zhanying nods forcefully again.

”Additionally, I have a small request. I have friends on the Dongyue Continent. If you have the strength, please look after them, and if the Transmission Array is repaired and they wish to leave, please provide them a way out.”

”Sure, I swear!” Yi Zhanying raises her hand with a serious expression.

Jiang Yuebai exhales, planning to use the Imperial Decree Golden Book to notify Guangling and Yann Hongyu that the Spiritual Energy on Dongyue Continent is no longer abundant. If they wish, perhaps they could come to Iron Palm Sect to cultivate and assist Yi Zhanying.

”By the way, I have another question. Do you know about a black cauldron that Yi Zhengyang has been hiding in the secret chamber at the top of Iron Palm Peak?”

Yi Zhanying’s expression darkens slightly, ”I know; it’s what he used to kill Ning Heng.”

”Do you know where the cauldron came from?”

Yi Zhanying says, ”It fell from beyond the heavens into the deep sea. Yi Zhengyang personally spent two years retrieving it.”

”Beyond the heavens?”

Jiang Yuebai furrows her brow in thought, recalling the Refining Void Great Power battles they encountered upon arrival. Perhaps another Great Power battle inadvertently sent this cauldron crashing into this realm.

If that is so, tracing its origins would be difficult.

As parting approaches, Jiang Yuebai likes Yi Zhanying’s straightforward and clear-cut nature. Fearing that Yi Zhanying might struggle alone to support Iron Palm Sect, she extracts three Divine Concealment Talismans, three Turtle Breath Talismans, ten Five Elements Thunder Pearls, and three Continuous Pearl Thunder Talismans, handing them over to Yi Zhanying.

”Use these items well, and even a Golden Core can be slain. Let’s part ways; we’ll have a long chat over the moon next time we meet.”

Jiang Yuebai departs by controlling the air, and Yi Zhanying takes a few steps forward, shouting, ”May I know your real name?”

The echoes answer from the mountains, but no response from Jiang Yuebai.

Soon, a streak of green light shoots up into the sky from the forbidden area.

Yi Zhanying, with tears in her eyes, tightly grips the storage bag and whispers to the direction where Cloud-Breaking Charge vanished,

”Take care!”

*

Within the internal space of Cloud-Breaking Charge, Jiang Yuebai places the Long-Tongued Ghost, which she just retrieved from Yann Hongyu, into the Earth Evil Slaughter Bag. She made a special trip to Dongyue Continent for this, also informing Guangling and Yann Hongyu that they could cultivate with Yi Zhanying.

Hanging Little Green at the top for illumination, Jiang Yuebai turns to speak rapidly with Lu Nanzhi.

Lu Nanzhi nods in acknowledgment, responding equally rapidly.

Xie Jingshan watches them, completely puzzled, ”What are you two saying? I can’t understand a word.”

”Demon Clan ancient language,” Lu Nanzhi replies solemnly.

Xie Jingshan is baffled, ”No, Lu Nanzhi, I know you learned the Demon Clan ancient language from the Ice Demon legacy, but when did Jiang Yuebai learn it?”

Jiang Yuebai raises an eyebrow, somewhat smug, ”I learned it in this half-month, wasn’t it difficult?”

Xie Jingshan is entirely stunned, memories flooding back of the scenes during the Yinfeng Creek, where he hadn’t even read a book through, yet Jiang Yuebai could recite it backward.

”The Demon Clan ancient language’s difficulty is second only to the Dragon Clan’s ancient language. You’ve learned it in half a month?”

Xie Jingshan’s voice wavers.

Jiang Yuebai chuckles, turning to say something to Lu Nanzhi in another peculiar tone, glancing at Xie Jingshan, leading him to suspect that Jiang Yuebai is calling him foolish.

Lu Nanzhi furrows his brow, replying with a stammered short sentence.

Xie Jingshan clutches his chest and recoils in disbelief, ”Are you... speaking... Dragon Clan ancient language?”

”Yes, Anan also only studied for half a month and has already mastered most of it.”

Hiss—

Xie Jingshan gasps, feeling as if someone is squeezing his neck, preventing him from breathing.

Jiang Yuebai throws a book she took from the Dragon Palace years ago to Xie Jingshan, ”If you want to learn, memorize this book quickly.”

Xie Jingshan flips open the book, and with just one glance, feels dizzy, his mind buzzing.

”What is all this? How can I memorize it when I don’t recognize a single character?”

Jiang Yuebai ignores him, continuing to release her clone, cultivate, calculate, and make plans for future cultivation.

Lu Nanzhi also begins to contemplate the methods of wielding Sword Qi learned from the ”Golden Snake Sword Palm,” remaining silent.

Xie Jingshan, frowning, begins to memorize the book, soon struggling to keep his eyes open, drowsy.